Wednesday, October 29, 2008

RVH$ 4L NOW OWE$ ME $330! BLEARGH.

Haha. Anyway, to all Limelighters out there, here are the details for 4L chalet.

Date: 13-15 Nov
Venue: Costa Sands Pasir Ris
Room Number: Unknown

I need you guys to think about whether you all want a BBQ or not, and whether you can make it for the chalet. Please reply me, Huiyi or Jiahui via any means of communication you can find (E-mail, SMS, or even tag on my board! It's to the right. Snail mail is not recommended). Please reply ASAP or heads will roll (your head, not mine). Thanks dearies :)

All the best for people taking the chinese paper tomorrow :)

Monday, October 27, 2008

Screw it, I don't even know how to start this blog entry.

The place I call home is beyond salvation. The monster I have for a brother is not talking to my dad, and my mum stays in her room to watch Korean dramas all night, and can't be bothered about me and my siblings. The monster is stupid, petty, unreasonable, and is so impossibly irritating that I find it very difficult to resist using vulgarities. It (the monster) is the bane of my existence.

He bullies my sister. He gets away with it.
He plays computer games, watches TV, plays the Wii, and obviously does not study. He gets away with it.
Shit, he even gets away from hitting my mum.

It's just so damned unfair. My mum doesn't give a flying fuck about him. She has already given up. He can get away with anything he wants, as long as he doesn't cross her path. She doesn't nag when he doesn't brush his teeth or wash his face (yes, he doesn't). He can shout all he want in the car, eat everything in the fridge that is not his, slap my sister all he wants, and my mum wouldn't even care. On the contrary, he gets a new phone. A brand new touch screen phone that costs $600 excluding the plan. And she doesn't scold the monster when he eats my share of sushi.

Goddammit, it's not even about the bloody sushi anymore.

She restricts me like nobody's business. I can't go out late, can't have anyone in my room, forces me to go for Kumon and piano. She questions me on who I go out with, where I go, what time I'll come back.

Isn't the disparity obvious? He's a scumbag, as disgusting as can be, and my mum turns a blind eye to it. She knows he's useless, but she doesn't do anything about it. No rules for him, because he's in too deep. She just ignores him half the time, while he rots away.

I wouldn't mind that much if my mum was more fair. There is a big fucking problem when she ignores all his faults, notices all of mine, and buys him a new fucking phone.

Maybe you guys could come live with my brother one day! :D

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To those guys out there who think that they're so damn desirable: Go screw yourself, seriously. Oh wait, you've probably been doing so everyday since the day you were born, fantasizing about whatever just to inflate your already gi-normous ego. Take a look in the mirror and use your tiny little brain to attempt to comprehend the fact that you're ugly inside out. Usually brains that minuscule can't understand much, but please, do the world a favour and at least try. Strutting around with your head in the clouds is unhealthy. It makes you fat. Which you are, obviously, but since I'm such a nice person, I'll remind you. You're fats disguised as a human being. I don't give a flying f* if you mess around with other prosties, but stay away from my friends.

Sunday, October 26, 2008

It's always such a pain in the ass to think of how to start my blog entry. Okay I just realised that I've started it, so what the heck.

I have concluded that I have either 1) gotten rid of my allergy to rice crispies 2) am not allergic to rice crispies. I ate some today and didn't get rashes :D

PW sucks. I want to get on with training. I want to hold my pistol again. I want to stop lazing around and do something about my life. I think I'm really screwed up. I think PAE 1SD2 is cool. I love Carl's Jr. I'm going to Malaysia tomorrow (or more acccurately, today) to have a short holiday with my family. I want to go on a cruise. I want to stop lazing around and do something about my life (oh, I said that before)

Sheesh. I'm so messed up.





Thanks to all who tagged *hugs* loves :)



the trump card has been thrown

Monday, October 20, 2008

I'm currently having a full-blown hives attack. In case you guys don't know how it looks like, here it is. This picture is obviously not taken by me. Been having these attacks from time to time.. And I don't even know what the hell I'm allergic to. I consumed a nachos cheese bun from Breadtalk, butterscotch chip and pecan cookies from Famous Amos, chicken rice, a barley drink and a fruit platter (oranges, purple jelly and plum). Nothing out of the ordinary :( I wonder why. I'm itching like crazy :( I'm glad I'm at home so I don't make a scene out of myself. It really is gross shit. Now I'm trying to apply calamaine lotion to ease the itching :(

Anyway I shall stop ranting on and on about disgusting rashes. PW is becoming a pain in the ass. I mean it's okay if you do a few periods per day, but hours on end? It'd be the same for all other subjects. This extremely boring situation is further exacerbated by the presence of some very irritating people. They get on my nerves more than PW. Some surprisingly selfish and stubborn souls sicken me.

I suppose I'm one screwed up person :(

Anyway thanks people for all the birthday gifts and well-wishes :D on facebook sms face to face whatever :) and the presents too :D I think I feel most loved when I receive gifts so thank you people :) loves.

I'm going to do my PW background now bye :)

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Today I had the unfortunate experience of sitting beside someone with extremely unbearable body odour. This old man wearing a sleeveless top just plonked himself into the seat next to me without much concern for the foul air I was breathing in. The bus had so many available seats and he had to sit next to me - how lucky. And I feel nauseous when I smell something really bad.

My birthday is in 24 hours and I have to say that I'm a little apprehensive about growing older. I know people age day-by-day, but it's the the official feel of your birthday you know? You're suddenly legally (insert your age here). Nobody cares whether you're 16 years and 364 days old but they care when you're 17 years old. Sigh never mind forget it.

I'm going to sleep now goodnight guys.